Chapter 118: God of Wealth?

"Stealing my stuff and wanting to leave?"

His feet slipped, his figure flickered, and his left arm supported the earthen wall, once again blocking in front of the half-grown child, "Let's talk about it, little guy, how long have you been in this business, and how much valuable things have you saved?" It's still the evil smile, it's still the indifferent tone, but the clear eyes are flashing with a playful look, and the child with such agility obviously has a foundation in martial arts.

"Hmph, who do you think you are, why should I sue you?" Although the little boy knew the gap between the two, his eyes were still round, and he tried to maintain a vicious appearance, flashing with a touch of stubbornness between black and white.

Hehe, what an interesting boy, such stubbornness, I like it, "Boy, if you don't sue me, you're not afraid of losing your head!" : There are many thoughts in my heart, but my eyes have become extremely sharp, and the words that come out have brought a trace of bloody murder. "If you want the first one, you can do it, come on." The two legs were already shaking like a swing, Yan Hong's hands drank countless blood, even if it was the slightest murderous aura, how could such a child bear it, but even so, the child still did not fall, his lips were bitten and bleeding, and his teeth were creaking, but he was still standing.

――Click――

There was a crisp sound, it was the sound of the kneecap being pressed and overwhelmed, Yan Hong shook his head, if he pressed down, the child would be useless, and his momentum was restrained, "Little guy, you are really a stone in the pit, smelly and hard, you stole my money, and you are still arrogant." ”

As soon as the momentum was discharged, the little boy's knees suddenly weakened and he fell to the ground, "Big man, you are so powerful, even more powerful than Uncle Mo." ”

"Uncle Mo? Who is it? ”

The little boy rolled his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, Yan Hong smiled helplessly, maybe this question was asked a little too much, the two met for the first time, and strictly speaking, the two were still on opposite sides at the moment, and it was related to personal privacy, and he wouldn't say it if he thought about it.

"Little guy, if you don't want to say it, forget it, okay, you can also return the money to me, I should go."

The body trembled suddenly, obviously the little boy at this time remembered the pressure that made him hurt into the bone marrow just now, and suddenly unconsciously stood upside down, a chill poured out of his back, and the cold sweat had wet his back.

After saying a word, Yan Hong didn't stay any longer, picked up the wine jug, and poured another sip into his mouth, "Step by step and walk outside, to be honest, this small alley is full of peculiar smells, and after staying for a long time, Yan Hong is also uncomfortable."

"Hey. Big man, I, can I ask you for something? As he spoke, he fell to his knees regardless of it, and the muddy water was dirty, but he didn't care.

"Huh? ――”

Turning his head, he looked at the boy kneeling in front of him, his eyes instantly turned from peaceful to sharp, and seemed to go straight to his heart. ”

"Can you lend me ten coins?"

"Hmm-" There was a heavy doubtful voice, and his eyes were full of questions, which one is this singing?

"If, no, five, no! Three is fine—"

With a wave of his hand, he stopped the little boy's words, "That's it, little one, tell me your name first, and then tell me that you want to use, well, what are you doing with ten knife coins?" Leaning against the wall, he waited with interest for his answer, the little fellow's eyes were clear, his words were clear, and he was obviously pure in heart and conscience.

"My dad called me Ah Ping, that, those ten knife coins are because... because my father is sick, I have already gone to the pharmacy to ask, I need three knife coins of medicine money, the remaining seven knife coins, I think... Grandpa was buried, last night, grandpa died, also died of illness, I think..."

As he spoke, the little boy couldn't talk anymore, obviously talking about the sadness, Ah Ping's eyes were already red, and tears were brewing in them.

"Okay, Ah Ping, you don't have to say it, I'll give you this money, my name is Zhao Huan, you can call Brother Zihuan."

Gently put a knife coin on Ah Ping's dirty hand, and patted him on the shoulder, there are so many poor people in the world, and his ability is limited, but since he has met, he can help him, you must know that the current team of Wuxian Zhuang is an orphan nine times out of ten, if it weren't for Aze's parents still there, Yan Hong would definitely bring him back, such toughness is definitely a manufacturable material.

"Thank you, big brother, when I have money in the future, I will definitely pay you back."

"Well, I'll wait." smiled faintly, although he didn't take it seriously in his heart, but such an innocent child, Yan Hong was unwilling to hit his self-confidence.

"Definitely." The small figure gradually disappeared into the narrow alley, and he really didn't care about the dirty body, but he just came back and smiled at Yan Hong, his eyes were still firm, as if he wanted to engrave his face in his heart.

With the same wave of his hand, he clenched his fist gently, Yan Hong believes that an invisible encouragement has entered Ah Ping's heart, no matter what his achievements will be in the future, this point of self-confidence, Yan Hong hopes that he will always keep and take a step, Yan Hong's figure has reappeared on the avenue, today is really a wonderful day, a group of children disrupted my state of mind, a child touched my heartstrings hehe, I myself seem to have just turned eighteen, and in a month it will be my sister's sixth birthday!

There was a sigh, but the thoughts in his mind unconsciously drifted into the distance, next month is Chitaki's sixth birthday, time flies so fast.

The lips naturally crossed a perfect arc, but the next step was to step into an elegant wine shop.

"Objective, please inside, our wine and food here, but the entire Linzi City is also famous, objective you-"

The shopkeeper didn't finish a sentence, but he was already cut off by Yan Hongshengsheng, "Shopkeeper, I'm Zhao Huan, has my friend already set up a private room here?" ”

The shopkeeper raised his eyebrows, shook his fat body and walked out from behind the counter, his fat big hand opened the shopkeeper, a fat face smiled like Maitreya Buddha, and a pair of small eyes seemed to be invisible, "It turned out to be Zhao Gongzi, your friend has arrived, and the uncle explained that as long as you come, you will go directly upstairs to find him." ”

The voice was extremely flattering, looking at Yan Hong extremely respectful, but at this moment Yan Hong just nodded formattedly, at this moment Yan Hong even felt that the shopkeeper looked at him like looking at a pile of yellow, orange and orange gold, almost drooling, and he could even see two big [$$] in his eyes, and sighed in his heart, "Young master, when did I become the God of Wealth!"

"Childe, please, the little one will lead you up." Xiao Er is also clever at the moment, seeing the shopkeeper's appearance, how can he not know that it is a big deal. Attentively led Yan Hong upstairs.

Turning around, the shopkeeper's fat big hand patted on his chest, "It's really the God of Wealth, Golden Beans, that's a real bag of Golden Beans, that Ye Gongzi is really the God of Wealth, and it's not far from thinking about this Zhao Gongzi." ”